Another Cycle Songtext
von Infant Island

Imprisoned several thousand years
I have awaited you, oh, obsidian seer
Palm of iniquity
A reliquary withstands
My sincere welcoming
Of a voiceless despair

Voidless, yet flourishing
Voidless, a life contrived
Voiceless, yet alive in the end
Voiceless, a part of another cycle


It stills the air and swallows control
It conquers the worst in us and ensnares
Our souls and so we exist without question
Living amongst those
Cradled to necessary fate
I suppose this is the end

Within our eyes, our eyes
Your will a part of me
My favor undying for you

Rot in dampened ′neath
Gaze upon the gloam as it drips
Festering
Forgotten